Chapter 78 I'm sorry, I can't come out and my fingers can't move forward any further. He stopped where he was and whispered in her earlobe in a low and hoarse voice, "Relax, don't be nervous, my little bitch..."
Nan Xi thought that the previous "caughts" were the lowest level of the true past, but she didn't know that Zhuo Ling still had many unknowns to bring to her. She was both scared and excited, and waves of moans overflowed from the top of her throat involuntarily.
She was ashamed of moaning like this. She wanted to stop letting me go like this, but when the words came to her lips, they turned into that sound for some reason. And the more she did this, the more excited Zhuo Ling became, and the more fun she got.
fast.
Wave after wave of heat shot up from her lower abdomen, burning every capillary pore in her body and causing thin drops of sweat to seep out, adding a lot of excitement.
At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast, and she was like spring water. Their lips and teeth were mingling, and the water and flesh were dependent on each other. They couldn't tell each other apart, and they didn't want to tell each other apart.
Nan Xi felt that she was in the mid-air, with colorful auspicious clouds above. Zhuo Ling led her up continuously, and the auspicious clouds seemed to rise as well, but they were not allowed to reach them.
Zhuo Ling's deft tongue wrapped around her uvula, and his fingers quickly rubbed her most sensitive area. He released her lips, allowing her to breathe and moan freely. The tingling sound could make his blood boil.
He touched her earlobe again, and Nanxi heard a wet and sticky sound in her ear. She was afraid, and she resisted for a while, but it was completely useless.
"No..." She moaned as if she was crying, and clamped Zhuo Ling's hand hard with her legs to prevent him from moving, but the clamp was tight, and he really stopped moving, and she felt empty and missed.
She was so stimulated just now, so she relaxed again.
Zhuo Ling cooperated with her. He is a businessman and an experienced flirt. He understands that only by advancing and retreating appropriately can he maximize his benefits. However, there are times when even the most savvy businessman cannot control himself. His strong fire dragon has already screamed.
About to erupt.
While she was in a state of confusion and infatuation, Zhuo Ling decisively took off his finger and replaced it with the most majestic symbol of him as a man.
"Ah!" No, no, no, it hurts. Nanxi suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the man on her body with extremely innocent eyes, begging for mercy, "It hurts, stop, stop quickly..."
Zhuo Ling's heart softened, but his lower body could not soften and was swollen uncomfortably, "Okay, I won't move, don't move..." He lowered his head and kissed her, his voice became hoarse due to suppression, "Axi, relax,
It’ll be fine if it hurts for a while.”
He knew the girl's first pain, and he didn't want to use his recklessness to collide with her purity. This was a girl's most precious first time, and he didn't want to just care about his own feelings.
The air in the room seemed to have solidified, and it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing became extremely loud. A drop of sweat rolled down from Zhuo Ling's cheek and dripped into her neck. He leaned over and sucked her soft lips gently.
Kissing her neck to her chin, he opened his mouth and held her round and lovely chin, letting the passion continue to heat up and slowly heat up.
Nan Xi felt light and airy again. Zhuo Ling had a way of turning her discomfort into comfort. She closed her eyes in enjoyment and took a deep breath to relax herself.
He launched another attack, straightened his waist, and pushed his burning heat into her body. The place was narrow, slippery, and suffocatingly tight, and every inch was so difficult to enter.
"Ah..." A dissatisfied cry came out from the top of his throat again, and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes along with sweat.
Zhuo Ling felt distressed and even more sorry. I'm sorry, baby, I can't come out.
He kissed her lips and swallowed all her dissatisfaction and complaints into his mouth, "Axi, I love you... Baby, you are my woman, and you will be for the rest of your life..." He distracted her as he spoke.
However, the tearing pain could not distract her at all. She was scared and her legs were shaking.
Zhuo Ling moved forward with difficulty, slowly pulled out, and then pushed forward with difficulty. Her tightness completely enveloped him, leaving no gap.
The severe pain at the beginning faded away, and what followed was waves of unfamiliar pleasure. The pleasure came along with the pain. Nan Xi climbed on his shoulders, and his back was covered with sweat beads, which was exciting, and even more so.
It is forbearing.
Gradually, Zhuo Ling's speed increased. He didn't want to give in to his desires anymore, and Nan Xi was hit by waves of pleasure. The slightest pain had already been overshadowed by the pleasure. The auspicious clouds in front of him appeared again, and they were close.
It was so close, she was so eager to catch it.
Zhuo Ling's sweat rolled down his cheeks and neck drop by drop, rubbing between the two people's skin, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, continuously.
"Well, well, well..." Nan Xi couldn't control herself at all. She bit her lips to prevent herself from making any sound, but she just couldn't control it.
Zhuo Ling kissed her broken lips and said lovingly: "Don't bite it, it doesn't matter, that's how it is."
She breathed heavily, her hands clawing at his back, her feet on the sheets, and her toes clawing at each other. She didn't know what she wanted to grab. She felt like she was constantly rising, with the auspicious clouds in front of her eyes.
Getting closer and closer, we are here, we are within reach.
"Ah..." In that moment, Nan Xi's mind went blank, and her lower abdomen contracted. She caught Xiangyun, and she rolled and wandered in the clouds. The clouds were so soft and soft that she wanted to stay there for the rest of her life.
Up there, I'll be happy to death.
Zhuo Ling felt her contraction and another mechanical penetration. He also roared and released all his scorching heat. This caused Nan Xi, who was in a small state of death, to shrink unconsciously again.
The two hugged each other and rolled around in the auspicious clouds at the same time.
Nan Xi was completely relaxed, and she collapsed on the bed weakly while holding Zhuo Ling's hand. She was breathing heavily. Only breathing could make her realize that she was still alive. Zhuo Ling turned over and fell down. He didn't want to press her.
A large font was lying open next to her, and when I touched her cheek, it was all covered in sweat. She had worked so hard for her.
"Cold..." Her chest felt empty for a moment, and she felt cold. Zhuo Ling quickly pulled away the quilt and covered her.
"Itchy..." She complained again. Zhuo Ling stretched out his big hand and turned on the bedside lamp. Haha, can you stop itching? The quilt was full of rose petals. They were covered in sweat, and the petals were all stuck to their bodies.
Not only Nanxi was itchy, he was itchy too.
"Go take a bath," Zhuo Ling slowly pulled her up, "I'll help you wash it."
Nan Xi came back to her senses and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, "No, no, I'll wash it myself." She stood up in a hurry, but as soon as her feet touched the floor, she fell heavily, "Oh
Yo." If your feet are soft, your body will also be soft.
Zhuo Ling smiled and looked at her embarrassed look. There were roses on her exposed shoulders, neck, cheeks, and even her calves. He picked her up and said, "I'd better carry you to the bathroom. You can go to the bathroom by yourself."
Wash it, I just won’t look at it.”
Nanxi was so ashamed that she pulled the quilt and buried her whole head in the quilt.